A poem
is drawn
from every fibre
of the poet's being
signed from
blood of the heart
and veins
purified by the soul
the most sublime
feelings herein unfold
which must seek release
that which the poet can no longer hold
the moon and stars
though weary and cold
will keep awake the words
to read-- and be consoled
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem